jazz it up

my city's annual jazz festival started tonight. i went and saw a local band who were playing on the free stage. i've seen them twice now and am almost ready to consider myself a fan.

the whole outdoor festival feeling is so great. and the local entertainment in the crowd is so enjoyable. there was this older man, distinguished looking from the neck up, who showed up around 7pm. He was wearing a very hippie style bright yellow shirt with blue and black embroidery around the plunging neckline. he had bright blue tapered pants - the kind that the bottoms can zip off to convert to shorts. what really made the ensemble was the black and blue water shoes. i wish i'd had my camera. my mom would have loved how he'd matched everything so well. anyway, as i was noticing his shoes a slightly overweight lady in a too tight black mini skirt and skank tank walked by. she had a tatoo that looked like vines growing from her ankle to her mid thigh. i was hoping hippie guy would ask her to dance. but he seemed content to dance on his own.

along with the hot band members, saskatoon berry pie, small vendor shops, good music, fantastic weather, no mosquitos, and good company, it was a fairly fantastic evening.